Chapter 366: This… This Is Impossible!
Ye Xuanji's body surface manifested countless profound void Dao patterns, his hands formed seals, and behind him seemed three thousand great‑world phantoms drifting, finally coalescing into a sky‑covering giant palm wrapped in Chaos Qi, with Dao Rhythm characters swirling in the palm, slowly pressing down toward Ye Wuque!
Where it passed, the void collapsed in layers, and myriad Dao cries wailed!
"Futu, world‑ending! Palm of Tiandao!"
Ye Langya's whole body boiled with Nine Nether Qi, and behind him a terrifying great heavenly demon specter materialized: its head sprouted curved demonic horns, its back bore tattered bat wings, its body was cloaked in jet‑black scale armor, as if born from Chaos.
The great heavenly demon roared silently toward the heavens, its demonic claws tearing the starry sky, bearing the will of Chaos, Destruction, and devouring all, and brazenly lunged at Ye Wuque!
"Ancient Chaos Great Heavenly Demon!"
Ye Miaoxin was bathed in brilliant light, surrounded by celestial aura, as if Nine Heavens maiden phantoms fluttered around her; she pointed a finger like a sword and lightly tapped Ye Wuque!
A beam of light, dazzling to the extreme, seemingly able to purify all worldly filth yet also containing a murderous intent that pierces through eternity, arrived before its source, shooting toward Ye Wuque's brow as if by teleportation!
"Proud Celestial Classic! Flying Immortal Light!"
The three supreme killing moves, each a perfect fusion of a terrifying inheritance and their own Dao Fruit, now amplified by the resonance of ancestral god‑blood, have increased in power by more than tenfold!
The three attacks transformed into golden, black, and white streams of Destruction, intertwining, coiling, and complementing each other, forming an infinitely terrifying Destruction storm!
The starry sky was completely scrambled, the laws shattered, the light twisted, as if the end of the world had arrived!
Countless members of the Ye Clan paled in horror, repeatedly retreating, fearing to be swept up by the dissipating aftershocks, lest their corpses and bones be obliterated!
Feng Caichen still stood quietly outside the battlefield circle, his white robes fluttering, his expression as calm as a still ancient well, even the hand pressing on his sword hilt never exerted force.
He has absolute confidence in Ye Wuque.
Facing this world‑shattering, earth‑devouring combined strike that could make any contemporary Heavenly Pride despair, the ever‑still Ye Wuque finally… moved slowly.
He neither dodged nor defended, nor did he employ any complex divine technique.
He simply… slowly raised his right hand.
The movement was relaxed and natural, as if he were merely reaching out to shake someone's hand.
However, at the very instant he lifted his hand—
Boom—crack!!!
The entire Supreme Heavenly Emperor Star Domain—no, the whole southern sky—seemed to shudder violently!
An indescribable, incomprehensible terror beyond all living beings' comprehension spread from Ye Wuque's raised palm!
It was not merely a forceful pressure, but a… manifestation of a stature!
It was as if an independent, complete universe and spacetime were brewing, being born within his palm, and then… about to manifest outward!
The sky suddenly turned black!
It was not clouds obscuring, nor nightfall, but a pure, absolute darkness that devoured all light and perception, centered on Ye Wuque and instantly spreading in all directions!
It was as if an invisible giant hand forcibly erased the very concept of light from this starry sky!
"What's happening?!"
"Why is the sky black?!"
"My Divine Sense… can perceive nothing! Nothing but void!"
Countless Ye Clan beings screamed in terror; when they looked up, they could only see a deeply unsettling abyss, the starlight completely vanished!
Only the three streams of Destruction's light, and the ancestral god‑blood radiance on Ye Xuanji and his companions, still stubbornly glimmered in the darkness, yet like a candle in the wind, they seemed so tiny and feeble.
Immediately thereafter, reflected in the dilated pupils of all the Young Beings, enlarged by the darkness and the unknown, they witnessed an unforgettable scene!
A sky‑covering, sun‑obscuring golden great hand of indescribable size, as if formed from endless stars and Chaos Qi, slowly emerged from the boundless darkness, from beyond the unimaginable Above the Nine Heavens!
This great hand was billions of times larger, denser, and more terrifying than the golden hand seal Ye Wuque had casually waved before!
Each palm line on it resembled a surging star river, the faint glimmer at the fingertips like burning stars!
It radiated a supreme, all‑dominating will that could annihilate all laws!
The moment it appeared, the once‑formidable ancestral god‑blood pressure, like a candle flame in a gale, was instantly suppressed and drowned!
The grandiose three supreme killing moves of Ye Xuanji and his two companions seemed as tiny before this golden great hand as three fireflies darting toward the bright moon!
The golden great hand slowly pressed down upon the three intertwined Destruction streams below, and upon Ye Xuanji, Ye Langya, and Ye Miaoxin themselves…
There was no howl, no thunder, only an absolute, irresistible covering and suppression!
The snarling smiles and confidence on Ye Xuanji and his companions' faces instantly solidified, turning into boundless horror and despair!
They frantically drove their ancestral god‑blood, seeking to resist, to escape, only to find the spacetime surrounding them already utterly frozen!
Even their thoughts seemed to slow!
They could only watch helplessly as that golden great hand, seemingly embodying the Heavenly Dao Penalty, slapped down on them like swatting a fly!
"Boom—!!!"
An indescribable collision occurred!
There was no earth‑shaking explosion, only an ultimate, muffled thud as if the very foundations of the world were wailing!
The golden, black, and white Destruction streams, the moment they touched the palm of the golden great hand, vanished silently as if light were cast into a black hole!
They were not shattered, but directly devoured and neutralized by a higher‑dimensional force!
Then, the golden great hand firmly pressed onto the starry sky where Ye Xuanji, Ye Langya, and Ye Miaoxin stood!
Time seemed to freeze for several breaths at that moment.
The darkness gradually receded.
The starry sky regained its light, the stars continued to sparkle, as if the all‑devouring darkness and the terrifying golden great hand had merely been a collective illusion.
Ye Wuque still stood quietly in place, slowly withdrawing his unremarkable right hand, as if he had only moved his wrist a moment ago.
His expression remained calm, unsullied, not even a single wrinkle in his clothing.
And before him, where Ye Xuanji and his two companions had once stood proudly…
There was nothing.
Only a slightly twisted, slowly calming fragment of shattered void, and the lingering, rapidly dissipating remnants of violent energy.
Where are they?
Ye Clan Three Heroes… where did they go?
Everyone froze, staring blankly at the empty starry sky, then at the unscathed Ye Wuque, their minds a void.
A full several breaths of Time passed—
Bang!!!
Bang!!!
Bang!!!
The three thuds, heavy to the extreme, as if some massive object fell from a great height and distance, striking the solid boundary with a muffled crash, then, delayed, echoed from beneath the distant starry sky, beyond the defensive shield of a Ye Clan auxiliary star, one after another!
Immediately after, three objects trailing long trails of Blood Mist and shattered energy, shot back at astonishing speed toward the Ye Clan ancestral star, and under countless horrified gazes, went "Plop", "Plop", "Plop", like three clumps of rotten mud, crashing heavily onto the Void Plaza surrounding the ancestral star, raising huge clouds of dust.
What is that?
All Divine Sense instantly focused there.
When the dust settled a bit and the shape of the three masses became clear—
Many Ye Clan disciples instantly showed extreme shock, even horror!
There, glaringly, were three… bloodied, flesh‑mangled, almost unrecognizable as human‑shaped rotting flesh!
Bones shattered, limp as rotten mud.
Skin ruptured, muscles turned outward, golden ancestral divine blood mingled with ordinary fresh blood, flowing everywhere.
Facial features twisted and deformed, deeply sunken, only a faint outline of a human face could be discerned.
Breath was so weak it was nearly gone, only occasional, extremely subtle, bellows‑like twitches proved the three clumps of rotting flesh still retained a sliver of life.
This… could this be…
Countless terrified, incredulous gazes darted back and forth between those three disgusting, horrific clumps of rotting flesh and the calm, standing black‑robed youth in the distant Void.
A speculation that made their souls tremble surged uncontrollably in their hearts!
Meanwhile, in the distance, the three—Ye Zhenyue, Ye Jiuyuan, and Ye Qiankun—who had been seated in the Void, healing wounds while covertly hoping the plot would succeed, had their cold, expectant expressions freeze the instant they saw the three clumps of rotting flesh, then turned into boundless horror and fury!
They sprang to their feet so abruptly that they could not even mind their injuries, shouting hoarsely, their voices sharp and trembling, filled with unacceptable despair:
This… this is impossible!!!
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